| To ride out of Hel, and into the light
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| To feel it’s warmth, to see the sunrise
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| To die again, to ride with the gods
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| To fight alongside, the blood chosen ones
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| Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall
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| Ravens guide us home
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| This blood we are cursed, the god’s gift of life
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| The cycles we live, of fire and ice
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| The northern path calls, to sons of the light
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| A journey of sorrows, of eternal strife
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| Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall
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| Ravens guide us home
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| I have crossed the path, of darkness and sorrow
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| The grief of my kin, sends me on my way
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| To face my destiny, to reveal the truth
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| That my soul will live, and never die
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| I fear not the end, left to die and to bleed
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| Lay a stone to my life, to speak of my deeds
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| My doom to return, my soul to await
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| The shield of my kin, the sword of our fate
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| Together, the north star will steer our ship home to his hall
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| Ravens guide us home |